"It's the Gu Explosion!"
Chu Song felt the remains of the Gu Insects explode under her feet. Blood and poison splattered everywhere, forming a thick purple mist. Chu Song was trapped in the mist and felt the poison rush to the top of her head, making her dizzy.
Knowing that the mist was poisonous, Chu Song immediately circulated her Vital Qi. She practiced the Warp and Weft Needle Technique externally, and the Essential Qi Technique internally was the Shennong Alchemy Emperor's Scripture.
The Shennong Alchemy Emperor's Scripture was an ultimate technique passed down in the medical school for thousands of years. While it lacked killing power, it was one of the best techniques in the world in terms of prolonging one's life, resisting poison, and healing. It was not easy to cultivate this technique. Other than practicing it diligently, one also needed to consume natural treasures and take needles and medicinal baths to help break through.
Fortunately, Chu Song was well-learned and had some success in her cultivation. While she was not immune to poison, her resistance to poison was extraordinary. She could dissolve the poison in her body with just a Circulatory Cycle of Qi.
However, Chu Song was not satisfied with this. Seeing that the poisonous mist was still spreading, she was afraid that Ying Feiyang would be affected by the poison while defending against Gongzi Ling. She immediately circulated her Vital Qi and opened all the pores on her body. Like a whale sucking in water, she absorbed all the poisonous mist into her body.
Even though the Shennong Alchemy Emperor's Scripture was extraordinary, Chu Song still felt the poison attack her heart after inhaling too much of the poisonous mist. Her pale face turned dark purple, and she almost collapsed to the ground. However, after the poison was absorbed, the mist reappeared.
A few slender black shadows emerged from the mist and silently and swiftly stabbed at Chu Song. Chu Song was trying her best to dissolve the poison in her body, so she could not dodge.
At the critical moment, Xie Lingyan reacted swiftly and drew her sword to block the black shadow that was swiftly stabbing towards her. However, when she saw the true body of the black shadow behind the mist, she felt nauseous to the point her entire body went numb.
The blood of the Gu Insects had exploded into the poisonous mist, and the remains had been pieced together to form the monster in front of her.
It was extremely difficult to describe the appearance of this monster. If one had to forcefully describe it, then it was as if a pair of large hands had gathered up all the bug corpses and forcefully squeezed them together. Moreover, the method was extremely rough and casual, and only then would such a warped and indescribably sinister monster be born.
Its body was twisted into an irregular long piece of flesh. Hundreds of mouthparts, teeth, flagella, spikes, and limbs grew all over its body. Countless wings of various sizes flapped in unison, allowing its upper body to float in the air while its tail dragged on the ground. The "tentacles" that attacked Chu Song earlier were actually snakes and centipedes stuck to its body.
At this moment, the countless sarcomas on the monster's body exploded, and a rain of stingers shot out from the sarcomas.
First, it was the "Gu Explosion" technique that detonated the poisonous glands in the blood of the Gu Insects. Then, it was the "Corpse Gu" technique that combined dead Gu Insects for use. Without Zhao Ya revealing the answer, Chu Song already knew. The world only knew that Zhao Ya's spells were extraordinary, but her true expertise was in using Gu!
If one thought about it in hindsight, it would make sense. Zhao Ya had once been a Gu Insect slave in Nanjiang. If she had been influenced for many years and did not have any skills, she would have been eaten up by the evil spirits in Nanjiang.
However, he did not expect Zhao Ya to have hidden so deeply. Among the three beauties of Feng Ya and Song, Qin Feng should have been the strongest. But now, it seemed that if Zhao Ya used all her spells and Gu techniques, she might be able to compete with Qin Feng. However, this Gu technique was closely related to Zhao Ya's past that she tried to hide. She did not want to leave any traces for others to guess and investigate. Even when she was forced into a dead end, she did not want to reveal it.
But now, there was no need to hide anymore. She shocked everyone with her first move.
She was guarding against Chu Song. Medicine and Gu Poison balanced each other, and victory often depended on who could gain the upper hand. When she showed weakness earlier, Chu Song was deceived by the illusion of her retreating step by step and walked into the trap of Gu corpses. Now that Chu Song was poisoned, he had lost the upper hand. He could only try his best to expel the poison in his body.
Zhao Ya did not let him go. She turned from defense to offense. She formed a seal with one hand and summoned illusionary butterflies.
She controlled the Gu Insect and shot out a chain of stingers.
Beauty and ugliness, reality and illusion, two completely different extremes appeared in her hands at the same time.
Chu Song could not defend himself. It was Xie Lingyan's turn to block in front of him. Sword Qi was activated, and the surrounding water vapor turned into sword streams. She blocked Zhao Ya's attack and said to Chu Song, "Focus on expelling the poison. I'll deal with it."
Xie Lingyan could see clearly that although Zhao Ya had Gu techniques as a secret move, her previous injuries were too severe to recover. She only needed to protect Chu Song and wait for him to expel the poison. Zhao Ya always had a strange Gu Poison, and it would be difficult for her to fight the two of them together.
But Zhao Ya saw through her intentions and said coldly, "Trying to delay? You can stall him, but can he? "
She looked at the battlefield between Ying Feiyang and Gongzi Ling.
- =
No matter how fiercely Zhao Ya, Chu Song, and Xie Lingyan fought, they knew that the key to victory was not them, but Ying Feiyang.
They wanted to see how long Ying Feiyang could last under Gongzi Ling's crazy attacks.
Ying Feiyang knew that 332 breaths, or at most 353 breaths, was his limit. This was the time he could delay Gongzi Ling.
He did not exaggerate or underestimate himself. This was an accurate judgment he made before he decided to fight Gongzi Ling alone. He weighed the gap between them based on his experience.
This was a number worth bragging about. Even though he was affected by the Gu Poison and could not reach his peak, Gongzi Ling was still a rare and powerful enemy. There were not many who could take one of his attacks head-on, let alone delay him for 353 breaths.
This was a number he could use. As long as he could delay Gongzi Ling, with Chu Song and Xie Lingyan working together, they should be able to subdue the heavily injured Zhao Ya in less than 250 breaths.
But now, it was already 412 breaths!
Even though Ying Feiyang's swordsmanship was profound and he could anticipate the enemy's moves, the gap in their foundations could not be made up. Ying Feiyang's genuine Qi had been used up since the beginning of the battle, but Gongzi Ling's demonic power was like a raging wind, endless and unbridled.
Every time they clashed, Ying Feiyang's dantian was in pain and his organs were about to move, but his breathing was not messed up.
He knew that if his breathing was messed up, his heart would be messed up. If his heart was messed up, his sword would be even more messed up.
He had to stabilize his breathing and gather all the vital Qi in his dantian that had just recovered. He had to use all of it to defend against Gongzi Ling's next attack.
Four hundred and twelve breaths. Each breath was as long as a day to him. He could not be wrong.
Then why was he not defeated yet?
Was Gongzi Ling weaker than expected?
Of course, it was impossible. Gongzi Ling, who had been attacking for a long time without success, became more and more violent, chaotic, and irrational. It was as if he had stirred up a storm and was wreaking havoc in the tomb. The entire stone chamber creaked under his power and was on the verge of collapse.
Who would dare say that Gongzi Ling had become weaker?
There was only one answer — he had become stronger.
The current Ying Feiyang was stronger than he had been four hundred and twelve breaths ago.
Ying Feiyang was stronger with each breath than he was with the last.
To be able to fight to the death with a top expert without holding anything back was the best cultivation.
He felt that Gongzi Ling's attacks were like a tsunami, one wave after another, each stronger than the last. He was like a small boat in the middle of a raging tsunami, almost on the verge of breaking apart. It was as if the next wave would capsize him.
If he did not want to be capsized by the wave, he had to face the wave, steer the boat, and compete with the wave for height.
Every time he squeezed out all the vital Qi in his body, every time he wandered on the edge of life and death, he would transform and grow at a visible rate. He would be on the verge of defeat with every blow, but he would always be able to receive the next blow with difficulty.
The second question was, why had Zhao Ya not been defeated yet?
He had used all his strength to stall Gongzi Ling. Why had Chu Song and Xie Lingyan not defeated Zhao Ya?
But as soon as this question arose, it was suppressed by Ying Feiyang.
He was fighting the top Daemon King. He did not have the right to be distracted by other battles.
All he could do was abandon all distracting thoughts and unleash his swordsmanship to the extreme. The longer he lasted, the higher the chance of victory for Xie Lingyan and Chu Song.
It was even to the extent that a feeling of joy silently arose from the depths of his heart, causing him to feel even more relaxed. He'd completely forgotten that this was a life and death battle, and he only faintly hoped that this battle could discard all external factors and continue on, allowing him to continue immersing himself in it and continue transforming.
How many more breaths could he last?
Let's set a small goal first. Five breaths? Fifteen breaths?
I don't want it to end so soon. Why don't I set a target of a hundred million points?
Let's see if I can defeat Gongzi Ling?
After all, Gongzi Ling was not at his peak, and he had the King Ming's Netherworld Dual Qi that Gongzi Ling had given him. He could anticipate the enemy's moves.
This might be the time when he was closest to Gongzi Ling.
If he defeated Gongzi Ling here, not only would the crisis of the villa be resolved.
And how delightful would it be to make that arrogant peacock forever carry an indelible record of defeat on his back!
The Stellar Record Sword seemed to sense the excitement in the depths of its master's heart and gave an excited sword hum. The arc of light trembled and blocked the rainbow-colored feathers formed by Gongzi Ling's Qi. It even turned into a bolt of lightning and counterattacked Gongzi Ling.
Originally, Ying Feiyang could only defend and dodge. However, when he was at the end of his rope, he still managed to divert a portion of his attention to attack.
After a few small goals, another "good thing" happened.
Ying Feiyang's almost exhausted Dantian suddenly surged with a new force. The True Qi in his body was about to fuse and transform!
Ying Feiyang had cultivated three kinds of True Qi techniques.
His main cultivation was "Invigorating Jade True Qi". Although this was the entry-level mental cultivation method of Ling Xiao Sword School, his master Gu Jiansheng made tailor-made modifications to make this entry-level technique be reborn. Although it was not the strongest technique, it was indeed the most suitable for Ying Feiyang. This technique was taken from Taoism. It was not aggressive enough, but it could accommodate, dissolve, absorb, and even fuse with other techniques.
Next was the "Crape Myrtle Genuine Qi" of the royal Xing Tian Sect. He learned this by chance because this technique was cultivated with the help of the Emperor Qi of Ziwei. But Ying Feiyang did not have the Mandate of Ziwei, nor did he follow the emperor to cultivate with the Emperor Qi of Ziwei. So his achievements were limited. Now it had been fused with the Invigorating Jade True Qi, which added a bit of fierceness and power to it.
Third was the "Technique of the Five Decrepit of Deva". Although the Qi of the Five Decrepit of Deva was removed by Gu Jiansheng, the foundation was completed and the foundation was there. Gu Jiansheng died because of the Five Decrepit of Deva. Ying Feiyang did not have a good impression of this technique. He tried to fuse it with the Invigorating Jade True Qi, but the "Technique of the Five Decrepit of Deva" was a peerless technique passed down by the Six Dao of Evil for thousands of years. Although Ying Feiyang had the foundation, he did not have the cultivation method. It was not easy to fuse the genuine Qi that he did not understand. So Ying Feiyang could only let the Five Decrepit of Deva remain, but he always felt that it was a hidden danger in his body.
Therefore, the Invigorating Jade True Qi and the Five Decrepit of Deva coexisted in his body.
Until the Battle of Tian Shu, the creator of the Six Dao of Evil reappeared in the body of Ying Feiyang. With the help of the foundation of the Five Decrepit of Deva in Ying Feiyang's body, he refined the Invigorating Jade True Qi into the Qi of the Five Decrepit of Deva. This broke the original barrier and made it possible for the two clearly separated techniques to be fused.
After arriving at the villa, Gongzi Ling injected the breath of the Peacock King Of Ming Curse and the Peacock's Netherworld Seal into Ying Feiyang's body.
The Invigorating Jade True Qi instinctively resisted the external genuine Qi. But although the two Dōjin's Qi were weak, they were independent and out of place, just like their master Gongzi Ling. It could not be inhaled, nor could it be expelled.
At this time, in order to resist Gongzi Ling, Ying Feiyang still needed the help of the King Of Ming and the Netherworld Qi. He let them flow freely in his body to sense the direction of Gongzi Ling's attack.
This further stimulated the defensive instinct of the Invigorating Jade True Qi.
To make an analogy, the Invigorating Jade True Qi and the Five Decrepit of Deva were two families living under the same roof. Originally, they did not interfere with each other's business. But when they visited each other not long ago, it could be said that the estrangement was broken. And now, there were two groups of strong people. Not only did they refuse to leave the house, but they were also becoming more and more unbridled. They invaded the house, flipped the dishes, and smashed the table, finally forcing the two families to join forces.
With the Deviant Genuine Qi inside and the peerless enemy outside, the internal and external pressure stimulated the growth of the Jade Virtual Deity Genuine Qi in Ying Feiyang's body, allowing it to break through the barrier in one fell swoop and fuse with the foundation of the Five Disappearances of the Heavens.
Ying Feiyang only felt an explosive power in his Dantian. But the faint joy in his heart fell to the bottom.
If this was any other time, it would undoubtedly be a great thing for Ying Feiyang. Not only did it solve the hidden danger of the Five Decrepit of Deva, but it also improved his cultivation.
But it should not be now!
The metamorphosed and reborn Invigorating Jade True Qi instantly filled up his almost dry Dantian and flowed through the eight extraordinary meridians and limbs. It wanted to use the rebirth to break the original balance and expel the two Qis of the Peacock Netherworld and the King Ming out of his body.
This kind of rejection was spontaneous in the human body. But Ying Feiyang relied on the two Qis of the Netherworld and the King Ming in his body to deal with Gongzi Ling's unpredictable attack. How could he let them leave his body at the critical moment?
Ying Feiyang's heart tightened. He had to stabilize the Invigorating Jade True Qi and forcibly keep the two Qis of the Peacock in his body.
But this distraction pulled him back from the state of "keeping the sword and forgetting himself" to reality.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a big palm coming towards his chest.
"Boom!"
Ying Feiyang held his sword horizontally in front of his chest and hurriedly blocked the attack. In an instant, he was hit and flew backwards. If it was not for the Invigorating Jade True Qi in his body that was being reborn, this palm was enough to shatter his Dantian.
But Gongzi Ling caught up with the speed of him flying backwards and appeared behind him one step ahead. He waved his sleeve and brushed Ying Feiyang's back.
Ying Feiyang wanted to enter the previous state of concentration again but under the current situation, he had no chance. He could only twist his body in the air and rolled on the ground in a sorry state to avoid Gongzi Ling's Qi.
He cursed in his heart, "Why is it that when others break through at the last moment, it's my bad luck to do so!"
Although Ying Feiyang was lucky enough to dodge another attack, he could no longer predict Gongzi Ling's movements. Before Gongzi Ling's unfathomable speed, everyone knew that Ying Feiyang's defeat would only be a matter of moments.
- =
Seeing Ying Feiyang struggling left and right, Xie Lingyan finally realized how much time had passed. It had been a long time and they still had not subdued the already heavily injured Zhao Ya.
Xie Lingyan inwardly regretted that her strength was insufficient and that she wasn't able to seize the opportunity that Ying Feiyang had fought for with his life on the line. However, she didn't have the strength to forcefully attack, nor did she have the time to defend for long. She was in a dilemma.
At this time, she heard Chu Song say, "Miss Xie, don't worry about me. Just do your best."
Chu Song forced the poison out of his heart meridian and managed to maintain the flow of blood. He then took out a few needles and pierced them into the top of his head. In an instant, a wave of vital Qi mixed with the fragrance of medicine rushed out from the top of his head. The purplish black color on his face actually faded a little. Then, he raised his hand and shot a few pills at the corpse parasites controlled by Zhao Ya.
The few small pills seemed to be more threatening than Xie Lingyan's sword Qi, causing the corpse parasites to retreat in fear.
And Xie Lingyan knew that Chu Song had not used up the remaining poison. He had used a needle technique to squeeze out his potential to cut off his meridians. If he forcibly stopped the poison, it would hurt himself if it lasted for a long time. She immediately activated her vital Qi and the sword Qi of the Moon Towering Void shot out continuously, attacking Zhao Ya like a whistling northern wind.
Zhao Ya, on the other hand, was calm and unhurried. She took the initiative and summoned countless illusionary butterflies to block the sword Qi shooting at her. At the same time, she revealed a cold smile and said, "Are you all risking your life? Okay, then let's see who can last longer. Let's see …"
But she stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence!
Zhao Ya was shocked to find that there was a bloody hole in her right shoulder. A long thorn as thick as the mouth of a bowl had pierced her from the back to the front.
If she had not instinctively moved her body at the last moment, the thorn would have pierced through her chest.
At the same time, Qin Feng's illusory voice appeared in the depths of her mind. "Since you know where I came from, why did you forget to guard against my 'Extreme Killing Intent'?"
The shocking scene also shocked Xie Lingyan and Chu Song. In their eyes, in that instant, Qin Feng, who had been unconscious at the edge of the battlefield, suddenly had one of his arms turn into a long thorn. He avoided Zhao Ya's line of sight and silently stabbed her from the back. It was precise, clean, and did not contain any killing intent. After the successful attack, Qin Feng was still sleeping quietly. It was as if the sharp attack was done unconsciously in his sleep.
Xie Lingyan and Chu Song still did not know the reason, but they both knew that Zhao Ya was heavily injured again. It was a rare opportunity, so they immediately pushed forward.
Zhao Ya was injured, and the Gu Corpse went out of control. In that instant, dozens of medicinal needles pierced its body and neutralized the poison in its body. Then, the sword light arrived. The Gu Corpse, which had been ferocious just now, was instantly cut into hundreds of pieces.
The sword light and silver needles did not stop. With cold light, Xie Lingyan and Chu Song closed in on Zhao Ya from the left and right.
The bone-piercing pain almost caused Zhao Ya's body to fall forward. But she swayed and did not want to fall.
She was like a broken puppet. Her right hand hung limply from her shoulder, and her knees were pressed together to maintain the balance of her body with the support of her limbs. Her head was lowered, and her hair was like a curtain that covered her face. But as she panted heavily, she still finished what she had left unsaid just now.
"Let's see who … doesn't care about their lives more!"
As she spoke, Zhao Ya raised her remaining left hand high above her head with difficulty and formed a Peacock Finger.
In an instant, seven-colored light blossomed, illuminating the world. It was —
The Peacock King Of Ming Curse!
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